Climactic sound from subboreal, a maybe-out-of-Budapest project named for the climactic age just prior to our present Holocene, whose childhood’s end consists of techno calligraphics issued from a Shanghai LOVECRYPT. “mind” being an outlier and highlight, for it’s slowed and gradual menace, my “mind”s eye plays a convoy in a catacomb, leveling in an act of inevitable flattening. Separating levels of “mind” into gut tunnel id, ego fanned by squelch, and a super summit where a simulated vulture presides. “mind” an index of dystopia. A real slow “mind” grind.
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